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    May 19

    Tag, you're it...

    Today was the LINKS committee training/handover day. A hell of a lot more useful than the up coming SU committee training day and guaranteed more fun. Basically it now provides me with more reason to claim freedom and let my successor take over as unit leader.

    Not actually going to happen quite yet, still need to reorganise the big black box of doom and such like plus finish off some training on PRFs but it'll happen soon enough.

    One particularly interesting point during the day though was when I went over resource assessments for duties and working out a quote for the SU/event organiser. For reasons I don't entirely recall now we did the resource assessment (based on the HSE Event Safety Guide used nationally) based upon providing cover for the battle of Helms Deep from Lord of the Rings. There were a few questions raised about the numbers attending the event (decided on <200,000 in the end), whether it would include over night camping, temporary outdoor structures or just be over a wide spread area. Another sticking point was whether there would in fact be a hospital at all and if so what class of hospital.

    Eventually we settled on a score of 87 which is off the charts effectively as the top bracket is > 75. I then next went onto sorting out a price to quote the organiser for this event starting at county list prices for equipment (though in hind-sight I did miss out sustenance). This came out as costing around £16,690.88, suggesting to us that Essex offers a fairly good rate for battle field medical cover seeing as this was for 200 first aiders, 35 ambulance aiders, 24 nurses, 12 doctors, 15 ambulances and 3 support vehicles. As Cyborg said it wasn't so much providing cover as introducing a third faction to the battle.

    QOTD:

    Gimli: Oh come on, we can take 'em.
    Aragorn: It's a long way.
    Gimli: Toss me.
    Aragorn: What?
    Gimli: I cannot jump the distance, you'll have to toss me.
    [pauses, looks up at Aragorn]
    Gimli: Don't tell the elf.
    Aragorn: Not a word.

    May 13

    Let them all go to hell, expect cave 76...

    When you take into consideration ASP's recent post on the Thunderdragon's blog it is somewhat risky and foolish to make this blog but equally its one I feel I need to talk about.

    The End (as previously seen) is a fairly large event, the largest covered by my LINKS unit and potentially now rates amoungst the largest covered in the county (as all duties with over 5000 people in attendance are meant to be handed over to county command). Around two and a half weeks ago we delivered a letter to several people in the SU dictating what resources we needed and how much it'd cost them (as usual giving them a 60% discount off list prices). We also stated that we needed their response by last Friday.

    Against all odds we heard nothing. On Friday me and my replacement stormed the SU corridor on two occasions finding it all be deserted and when I did find someone they didn't realise it was the deadline and had thought someone had contacted us already. Theoretically this meant that we were going to sent them another letter yesterday pointing out that we could no longer cover it or certainly now without increasing the price. This letter would also have been copied to several outside figures resulting it a M.A.D situation which could have seen the end of the unit (ironically enough).

    We backed down from that idea in the end and decided to give them a final chance today where they directed us to someone not part of the original letter (and it seems they're not able to pass letters around) so we're now giving this guy until the end of the week before úber letter and trouble. Though still we're effectively currently not covering the event most probably meaning death.

    Far too much hassle to be going through during exam period but by the end of the week the negotiation/hostage ransom will be over and its just a matter of booking ambulances/paramedics and general personal.

    QOTD:

    O'Neill: "Teal'c, look scary and take point."

    May 10

    Not longer afraid

    Quick return to blogging, basically an excuse not to revise...

    F.E.A.R. With it's blasted electric ninja monkeys (or Replica Assassins as I believe they're technically known) and demon girl is one of the few games that has ever scared me whilst playing (though I admit I didn't get very far with Doom 3 before I had to return it to my brother).

    I've now finally completed the game having become stuck literately 40 seconds away from the end about 6 months ago in a section where I just have the demon girl (young woman at this stage) marching towards me with no where to run to. The 'secret' to how to get past it is a tad boring and I'm very confused that I didn't reach it sooner, I hadn't been shooting the girl enough. For someone that does occasionally rely on the age old tactic of spraying and praying I can't understand how I failed to shoot one slow moving person walking in a straight line 11 times.

    Regardless it's now over, might try playing through it again soon though or get one of the expansion packs (though the demon girl apparently gets scarier in those).

    QOTD:

    Jacques: Don't cry, my dear. I may not have been born a king, I may not have lived like a king. But at least I can die like a king.
    [He strides to the guillotine with dignity]
    Executioner: Your Majesty, do you require a blindfold?
    Jacques: None.
    Executioner: Have you any last request?
    Jacques: None.
    Executioner: Test the guillotine!
    [Another executioner triggers the guillotine; the blade comes down and chops the head off a wooden dummy]
    Jacques: *Holy shit!* Uh, wait! Wait! Last request, I have a last request!
    Executioner: What is your last request?
    Jacques: Uh, Novocain.
    [the executioners confer]
    Executioner: There's no such thing known to medical science!
    Jacques: I'll wait!

    February 21

    BBC NEWS | England | Essex | Prince calls £6m hall 'a dustbin'

     

    Bit of an old news story but I wanted to talk about it anyway (and felt like doing another blog after so long), largely because I was there (so I can add to my list of famous people that I came close to meeting Prince Charles, definitely within throwing distance at one point).

    BBC NEWS | England | Essex | Prince calls £6m hall 'a dustbin'

    Duty was somewhat quiet other than watching the Prince's helicopter come in (and standing along his motorcade route). Dealt with a few injuries though from sports matches that were happening at the same time. But other than that it was an interesting change to the usual duties we cover. Just wish we'd been informed that the VIP they were expecting was Prince Charles, would have at least shaved, maybe even gone for the Black and White uniform.

    QOTD:

    O'Neill: I'd be happy to debrief you all after I've debriefed myself for a nice hot shower.
    Hammond: Permission to shower granted. In fact, I insist on it, Colonel.
    O'Neill: Bad?
    Jackson: I wasn't going to say anything...

    December 08

    The hard slog

    Have passed all my deadlines for this term and just have one week of lectures left before I can head home (then find a job but hopefully there will be some time for sleep as well).
     
    However St John isn't quite so ready to let me go as I was on duty last night before setting up and hanging around the FAW today (resulting in just 3 hours sleep roughly). I need to go along to the FAW again tomorrow and the have 2/3 duties during next week (alongside the regular monday meeting and a social) and finally the second FAW weekend and an ECS assessment. Amoungst this I also need to meet with the SU to discuss an incident last week and plans for next term.
     
    However it will be over soon and I have survived it once again making it as a win for round 2 match 1 (assuming there are no unpleasent surprises next week).
     
    QOTD:
     
    Ira Kane: If I was a giant nasty alien bird in a department store, where would I be?
    Harry Block: Lingerie.
    Ira Kane: Not you, the bird.
    Harry Block: Lingerie.
    October 27

    Eh?

    Whilst I did for a while work in Tesco myself I still subscribe to the theory that most of their employees are complete idiots.
     
    This was further proved today when after finishing a duty on campus and going into tescos to grab a few bits (hi-vis) I was asked for ID at the tills. Whilst this may not sound like much/ just me whinning the part that I find most confusing was that I was IDed for Red Bull. I hadn't even been near the alcohol never mind tried to buy it.
     
    Either someone was being very funny or is truely a tesco employee stereotype.
     
    QOTD:
     
    Dawn Charest: Has anyone ever told you, you have phenomenal bone structure?
    Fraser: Yes, a starving Inuit.
    October 24

    Worrying

    For the last few weeks I haven't been blogging (as will have been noticed and celebrated). I have had many ideas for blogs in this time such as rants about people stealing my compressed gas warning sign or how I managed to buy all the first aid books in Colchester last Friday afternoon. However I just haven't gotten round to it.

    To explain this I've decided to share a discovery I made Sunday evening (and the problem has gotten worse since then). So far in this month alone I have done more hours of St John work (104 hours) that I will have of lectures this term. This is even more hours than the CSO of LINKS has done this month (though I'll never be able to match over-all hours with him and wouldn't really want to either).

    On the upside it pretty much guarantees me getting the 500 hour certificate this year (just need to do another 49.5 hours in the next two months). On the other side I do sometimes wish I had that time back, true I'd only spend it sleeping but it is something is wish on occasion.

     

    QOTD:

    High Lord Vandire: "I haven't got time to die, I'm too busy!"

      computerised intro 2

    September 28

    Round Two... Fight!

    I have now returned to Colchester [again, was forced to put this blog on hold whilst I left the county on other business](which is my excuse for not blogging) and have rapidly fallen into the deep end with St John work. At the moment things have finally calmed down with a new first aid room just about sorted out, at least for the freshers fortnight and plenty of people volunteering for duties.

    Still, tomorrow I'm on duty helping out Colchester unit with the football (which has apparently been becoming more interesting recently) followed by collecting certain supplies from their stores for freshers. Next week I'll then have a committee meeting to organise the freshers fair and our up coming induction weekend as well as being on duty several nights.

    On the upside I'm fully moved in, maybe one or two pieces that could do with rearranging or putting away but nothing major. Just have to see how the second year of my course goes now. And because it's been a long time there's a comic as well (it brings dark tidings for a future soon to come):

    QOTD:

    Carter: You didn't think the Colonel had a telescope on his roof just to look at the neighbors, did you?
    O'Neill
    : Not initially.

    September 07

    Stolen

    It's not often that I write a blog on what someone else has already posted, however seeing as I haven't gotten many blogs done recently I've decided to today.
     
    The Thunderdragon posted this earlier. Every time I hear something like this it just reminds me of Tom Clancy's Rainbow Six. So it looks like I've got another thing to do once I've made my millions, put together a multi-national team of special ops people in order to combat environmental cultists. Could be interesting.
     
    In other news whilst writing this blog I posted the picture attached at the end on deviantART and against all odds someone actually saved it as a favourite and commented on it being awsome or something like that. I suspect the person's either an idiot or blind.
     
    QOTD:
     
    Teal'c: "Thor was correct. We are going to die."
    O'Neill: "Oh, c'mon, Teal'c, lighten up. We've been in these situations before."
    Carter: "No, Sir, we haven't."
    O'Neill: "We haven't?"
    August 30

    Extra

    First aid key principle 41: Don't question me playing with a yo-yo on duty.
     
    More blogs to come and I'm still hoping for comments on my last one to guide which principles may actually be useful/which area actually comical.
     
    No Quote of the day today. 
    August 28

    The return

    Ok so I missed yesterday but it was a bank holiday which means the blogs are shut... or some other form of excuse.
     
    Anyway I said I'd do a real blog and I'm sort of going to do a realish blog... Actually it was just something I was working on for training meetings next year so I'd appreciate any comments on how it might work out. Here it is:
     

    40 Key principles of First Aid

     

    1. Air goes in and out, blood goes round and round, any variation on this is bad.
    2. Examine the quiet ones first,  then chest clutchers, bleeders next, then the rest of the whiners.
    3. When dealing with citizens, if it felt good saying it, it was wrong.
    4. All bleeding stops... eventually.
    5. You can't cure stupid.
    6. If it's wet and sticky and not yours -- LEAVE IT ALONE !!!
    7. EMS is extended periods of boredom, interrupted by moments of sheer terror.
    8. A good tape job will fix almost anything.
    9. The severity of the injury is directly proportional to the weight of the patient.
    10. There is no such thing as a "textbook case".
    11. You've come to conclude 90% of all drunks are a waste of protoplasm.
    12. Never refer to someone in respiratory distress as a "Smurf".
    13. Automatically multiply by 5 the number of drinks they claim to have had.
    14. Assume every female between 6 and 106 is pregnant until proven otherwise.
    15. Get very, very scared when a child is too quiet.
    16. All emergency calls will wait until you begin to eat, regardless of the time. (Always order food "to go".)
    17. The Paramedical Laws of Time:
      There is absolutely no relationship between the time at which you are supposed to get off shift and the time at which you will get off shift. Given the following equation: T + 1 Minute = Relief Time, "T" will always be the time of the last call of your shift. E.g., If you are supposed to get off shift at 08:00, your last run will come in at 07:59. (Or if you have early relief coming in you will see you relief sitting at the first stop light from the station, waving!)
    18. The Paramedical Rule of Random Synchronicity:
      Emergency calls will randomly come in all at once.
    19. The Rule of Respiratory Arrest: All patients who are vomiting and must be intubated will have just completed a large meal of Barbecue and Onions, Garlic Pizza, and Pickled Herring, all of which was washed down with at least three cans of Beer.
    20. The First Principle of Triage:
      In any accident, the degree of injury suffered by a patient is inversely proportional to the amount and volume of agonized screaming produced by that patient.
    21. The Paramedical Law of Light:
      As the seriousness of any given injury increases, the availability of light to examine that injury decreases.
    22. The Paramedical Law of Space:
      The amount of space which is needed to work on a patient varies inversely with the amount of space which is available to work on that patient.
    23. The Paramedical Theory of Weight:
      The weight of the patient that you are about to transport increases by the square of the sum of the number of floors which must be ascended to reach the patient plus the number of floors which must be descended while carrying the patient.
    24. The First Rule of Bystanders:
      Any bystander who offers you help will give you none.
    25. The Second Rule of Bystanders:
      Always assume that any Physician found at the scene of an emergency is a Gynecologist, until proven otherwise.
    26. The correct depth of compression in adult CPR is a bit less than the depth you just reached when you broke those ribs.
    27. Always wear gloves,
    28. Always put your own safety before anyone elses,
    29. Do what you’re trained to do, not what you saw in Casualty last night,
    30. Kind to your casualty be, for when they are gone, miss them you will (well, on sports duties at least),
    31. If in doubt, pass it on (call ambulance),
    32. The quickest way to a Man's heart is with Chuck Norris' fist,
    33. DR(s)AB(c),
    34. If you don’t write it down then it never happened. Everything happens* (do your PRFs),
    35. Pens are good, guard them with your life,
    36. The more you want an interesting casualty the less likely you are to get any casualties/ the more nicked fingers you’ll deal with,
    37. Friday’s are generally very dull or a real pain in the arse, especially special Friday’s,
    38. If you ever describe a casualty as having a contusion I will slap you,
    39. Deep heat is evil,
    40. Your dressings and bandages don’t have to be as pretty as in training they just have to work (safe, efficient and prompt),

    Protect life, Prevent further injury and promote recovery

     

    QOTD:

     

    Carter: "So you built that...Stargate."
    Daniel: "Way smarter than we are."
    O'Neill: "Ours is bigger."

    August 24

    Soon come...

    I've decided that I'll rush production (some of these blogs take effort, not many but some) of my next real blog and actually try to provide something that could be vaguely interesting/comic on Monday and aim to continue with new blogs from that point on. In the mean time a few more fillers.
     
    Tonights:
     
     
    May the force be with you, you're Han Solo!
    "I wasn't going to let you get all the credit and take all the reward". Whilst these may sound like the words of a mercenary, it's really the sentiments of a reluctant hero. You have a lot in common with Han Solo, the sarcastic soldier of fortune turned rebel pilot. What you call confidence, others may call ego, but you don't care. You and those close to you know that inside the arrogant exterior is a loyal and selfless friend. After all, a pirate needs to maintain a certain reputation. When it comes to adventure, there's little you haven't done. Whether it's jumping out of a plane or charging down a mountain, your courageous spirit yearns for another rush. And whilst your quests may sometimes have a reckless edge to them, you maintain a cool head through it all.
     
    Personally I'm very happy with that result and can't think of a better one, Solo is much cooler than Skywalker.
     
    QOTD:
     
    O'Neill: We'll just have to cross that bridge when we come to it.
    Bra'tac: No, the bridge is too well guarded.
    O'Neill: No, actually, there I was using a cliche.
    August 23

    More fillers

    Going to put up two this time, largely because I think I might have done the first one before.
     
    One:
     
     
    -[ Gareth Griffiths ]-

    Became extreme overlord of the world

    'What will you be remembered for?' at QuizGalaxy.com
     
     
    Two:
     
     

    Which Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Character Are You?

    You are Leonardo. You are a natural leader with a strong sense of honor.
    Find Your Character @ BrainFall.com
     
     
    The real blogs will come soon, in the mean time though I've added a pair of new websites to my page which tracks my war records in a pair of games. Interesting isn't it...
     
    QOTD:
     
    [Control Freak uses his remote to bring candy to life and attack Cyborg]
    Candies: Eat him! Who's delicious now, big boy?
    Cyborg: Ow! Bad candy! Bad candy! All right! That's it! If y'all are bitin' Cyborg, then Cyborg's bitin' back!
    [eats some]
    Cyborg: Oh, yeah! Never knew evil tasted so good!
    [the candy runs away. Cyborg turns green and clutches his stomach]
    Cyborg: Oh boy.
    [Runs out]
    August 21

    Filler time update

    Again a failure, it's meant to be the a Cadaver Calculator to work out how much my dead body will be worth.
     
    Here's the link.

    Filler time

    Lets see if this works any better than yesterdays attempt, I doubt it personally.
     
    Todays filler is:
     
     
    $4365.00The Cadaver Calculator - Find out how much your body is worth. From Mingle2 - Free Online Dating Mingle2 - Dating Site
     
    QOTD:
     
    Demon: You cannot hope to defeat pure evil.
    Slade: Actually, I'm not such a nice guy myself.
    August 20

    Well so much for that

    Turns out I can't get the picture to work on the last one was for some reason the system keeps deleting a section of the HTML code which is the entire segment on the background, but you can make your own one here if your interested or just want to see the picture. 

    What's this "blogging" thingy?

    It's not my fault, entirely. It's just that I haven't really been going anything interesting enough to blog about. And I'm still not but whilst I prepare my next piece I'm just going to do a few blogs over the next little while which as just stolen from others or very minor things of no interest.
     
    Todays filler: 
     
     
    machellen.spaces.live.com
    WANTED FOR THE CRAPPY KILLING of an INTELLECTUAL VENDING MACHINE
    $2500
    What's Your Blog Wanted For?

    Free Online Dating from Mingle2

     
    There will be new blogs, currently have two but one needs a bit more preparation and the timing isn't right for the other yet.

    QOTD:

    Jack: It's time for Plan B.
    Sam: We have a Plan B?
    Jack: No, but it's time for one.

    July 14

    Tomatoes, Tomatoes!

    Still not doing well at blogging but there's no real pattern to my time to remind me or much happening. Just a few things which I might as well run though now as I have nothing better to do with my time.
     
    However, I didn't get my timing very well and now need to soon head off to bed ready for another duty tomorrow so this will be quite short.
     
    Still looking for work right now, had an interview at Thorpe park (which could have lead to blood shed in the end but it didn't), however that lead to nothing so I'm still looking. Deepcut barracks looks the best bet at the moment inspite of its history of killing new recruits. Otherwise off to a temping agency or assasinate the new store manager of my tesco store.
     
    Other news is that I finally made contact with my local St John unit, resulting in me being on duty with them yesterday (being the 4th person giving them the exact number they needed, would have been trouble otherwise). Struggled to work out exactly what I was doing though. I was sitting crewing an ambulance, however I'm not ambulance crew so I think the ambulance I was in was acting as a first aid post for the day. Then did another three hours this morning to help cover the event whilst others set up for the weekend (again crewing the ambulance) and then I'll be on both days of the weekend, probably foot patrolling.
     
    As I said it's off to sleep now, then nice early duty, get home and babysit, another early duty, maybe a late one on the end of that then Monday begins the full search for a job again. All interspaced with Attack of The Killer Tomatoes.
     
    Second to last comic...
     
    QOTD:
     
    Starfire: [about Slade's invading army of robots] They are too numerous to fight. What shall we do?
    Robin: Fight anyway.
    June 25

    Do you hear the drums?

    Over two weeks since the last blog I know, but I've been busy tidying up after the topic of my previous blog, packing up to go home, unpacking once home, doing a final couple of duties in Essex before the holiday and now that I'm back, trying to contact my local unit and find a job.
     
    Plus sleep, cartoons (The Pirates of Dark Water), books and computer games. The usual.
     
    No real point to this blog other than to try and force myself into the flow of thing again. Though Doctor Who fans may wonder about the title given the last two episodes (and the soon to come final episode of this series) so to just cover that all I can say is. Remember what the random members of public were doing in last Saturday's espisode? The strange finger drumming? Well some how I've ended up doing it myself as well. No further comment.
     
    Right, time to get a load of e-mails sent off to try and get myself back in the game then I think I'll watch Die Hard.
     
    Nearing the end of this comic story line, as I said it may not all make sense unless you read the rest of their stuff but it'd be worth it.
     
    QOTD:
     
    I'm too busy to die - various
    June 10

    One for the books

    Last night was The End (in oh so many ways) at uni. Big end of term event covering 3 squares (pretty much) plus all the venues and bars with extended licences in places. And being on duty it was fun, fun, fun. The short version is that at the beginning of the night I have 6 pairs of gloves already on me, and even whilst treating less than some others, I'm now down to 1 pair.
     
    The End is well know as a big piss up at the end of the exams (followed by the summerball but that's more about pacing yourself) though in the past it hasn't proven too busy in first aid terms, a handful of casualties and around 2 ambulances in the past 3 years. This year was the exception to the rule with 25 PRF's, other lesser treatments, around 5 to hospital by ambulance and another by taxi plus multiple others recommended to go as soon as possible. It was fun.
     
    Started off the night in the venues, all empty at the time whilst ques were already forming at the first aid room, moved back up to the room to assist there but didn't get anything. Was then called over to a collapse. Got there to find the patient out of it but well enough that we didn't need to bother (had Nightline been open I would have dumped him there though). Next casualty was the same guy about 10 minutes later but by the time we crossed the square he'd walked off again followed shortly but someone with a cut in their hand which just got wiped and plastered after checking it.
     
    Then it was shift changing time (it was nicely planned out and the first change just about worked. Unfortunately as they say, no plan survives first contact with the enemy). My shift change took me over to a girl who was throwing up a lot due to drink and waiting an hour for parents to arrive to collect.  About 2 minutes before the parents were due to arrive I finally got my first real call and left solo for Top Bar stairway (met others there luckily) for a girl who had thrown up and ended up sprawled in the middle of the stairs. In theory I would have liked to have gotten rid of her quicker given what I saw upon first arrival but I wanted to be certain. As a result of that I was with her for about half an hour and as her responses got less and less (and she tried diving head first into a step) I decided that an amublance would be a good idea and we moved her into the recovery position. There were various things that irritate me both about that casualty and my responses but given the siutation (at the time we were moments away from calling a major incident) I'm happy with how things went and second guessing myself won't help anyone. Did enjoy telling the stewards to close off that entrance to Top Bar though, that was entertaining.
     
    Did one more response to the womens toilet where there was nothing (though it is true that the ladies toilet are much nicer than the mens, didn't see a sofa though) and strapped someones finger up. Not as much as I hoped but it does finally mean that my dry season seems to be ending (just before I leave uni for the summer and duties will probably become less regular).
     
    The start of the night went fairly smoothly, did get a little caught out by a que of injuries waiting for us almost as soon as we arrived but we handled that, problem didn't arrive until about 12.30 when we have everyone out treating across campus, 3 ambulances on approach and no room to treat anyone (which we didn't have in the first place seeing as our first aid room, aka, broom closet, can only hold 2 minor injuries at best). The 11 first aiders we had on duty proved to be exactly what we needed (the 9 we promised and 6 they suggested... I hate you Malc, wouldn't have covered it) however due to having no extra treatment area we did struggle slightly. The fact that the local hospital was about three ambulance teams down as well meant we were really lucky.
     
    Today its been my joy to check the PRFs and get them onto the system as well as prepare a number of accident report forms for the university safety office. Last night has the potential to cause problems for some people, though leaves us in a very good position for a couple of things we want to talk to the SU about soon.
     
    Too tired to go into much more detail right now (and it's taken me a long time to type this due to running around with other issues). If your interested in seeing the night from other prospectives I'd recommend ASP and Thunderdragon once again. There will be more to follow I'm sure but for now the next comic in the story to lighten the mood and a question to ponder. Why do I look like Mark when in greens?
     
    QOTD:
     
    Peter: "Incalcuable value to science, eh Egon?"
    Egon: "Peter, do you know how to set your proton pack on explosive overload?"
    Peter: "No."
    Egon: "I do."